Disillusioned ravings/ramblings

So I don’t have much to write a blog about, I thought about writing it about how nobody understands the concept of friendship these days, I then realized if did that then I would be criticizing my friends which doesn’t seem fair. So I changed topic, again and again, I changed from subject to subject, from why I’m depressed to a cat named Tiger-Lily till I could think of nothing else, until this! You see blogs, in my opinion, should have a topic, because if they don’t they are just the disillusioned ravings/ramblings of a half-crazed teen...
E.G: Me!
Oh, in case you were wondering, there is no topic for this blog so if you want one look somewhere else because I have absolutely no sense of direction, which means two things: A) I don’t know where I’m going, and B) I get lost easily, which is essentially the same thing if you read into it...
If you find anything amusing in this blog it is not supposed to be because I am being utterly serious and you will be laughing at me, not with me, so please don’t laugh at my misfortune (although if you do I won’t blame you, because I do it too( this isn’t supposed to rhyme(yes, it’s a bracket within a bracket... within bracket?), it just sought of turned out that way)... I don’t know where it ends... Ahhhhhhhh!) Look if you think I’m crazy I can’t say I blame you, (I can’t... I don’t know you, but if I did...) (one quick question before I continue; what the hell is with all the brackets?!) so continuing... Yes, that’s right; I’m not crazy, at least, not yet anyway. I might be soon, but only time will tell...
...sometimes I don’t know what to think, actually I lie, I do, but I don’t think it anyway. People think I’m strange which I find extremely funny because I think people are strange... now I realise why that isn’t funny.
Okay now I am going to spend a paragraph on religion, no I don’t believe in one, but yes, it will be an entire paragraph, possibly the longest one. You see religion, all religions centre in on one thing, and that is that there is a great almighty guy out there who created the world, now people if I wanted to believe in imaginary friends poor Tom would still exist. The thing about it though is good old Tom got me through some tough times, which to be honest was more than anything god did for me. Tom would be a great imaginary person to base a religion around, walking on water, Pft, that’s nothing Tom could shape-shift into a Dragon! Ha! Beat that Jesus! As far as last names go Tom’s is better too, I mean Tom Foolery sounds way better than Jesus Christ. Tom helped me get over so much; the realisation that Santa isn’t real and that reindeer can’t fly, that crocodiles aren’t dragons and that Unicorns don’t have horns, you know, the hard stuff... He also helped me get over the death of a friend and the bruises I saw everyday whether on me or my siblings, my dad wasn’t a very nice person, but that is far less important than the afore mentioned deeds. What has god ever done for me... and for all you true believers, know that I do not fault you for it, you mean no harm... although I guess that’s not exactly true is it... I mean the Arabs have suicide bombers, the Catholic had the crusades, let’s face it, we are just the playthings of some higher power if we believe in any one god, gods not a very nice person if you look at it like that really. Gods aren’t worth believing in, I mean have some bloody originality don’t just be part of a conglomerate of people who believe in the figment of someone else’s imagination, make your own, get creative, because a friend like Tom is way better than any god.
This second paragraph is religion continued, so if you still want to be part of a group of people who believe in a god choose the most awesome one you can find, like Lady Luck or Yoda possibly the two best gods ever! One is a puppet and the others a woman (I'll leave it to you to guess which is which)... Awesome! Lady Luck, I mean the name says it all, who wouldn’t want to have the lady who controls fortune watching over you, I know I would! Hell I could use it! The people that tell you that “you make your own luck” are wrong! On a whim Lady Luck decides if she loves you or if she hates you and to be honest and this is the utter truth, after praying to her for a good roll on dice or before I attempt a crazy disastrous act I always succeed and that’s all the proof I need(rhyming again damnit!).
So if you feel insulted by this blog or if you’re enlightened (I can’t say how) don’t hold it against me I’m only writing what’s on my mind at this particular time of the night and the day. Oh... just in case you don’t think I’m crazy enough as it is, Macaila you touched my hat so I will hunt you down and murder you, Luke as my best friend you have my condolences on the imminent demise of your girlfriend... Sorry...

P.S. for people who believe in god don’t begrudge Tom he did nothing wrong by befriending me it’s not his fault I turned out the way I did, I’m sorry Tom I couldn’t learn how to be heard but not seen all I learnt was how to be seen and not heard... there I go lying again, I never learnt not to be heard (I’m just too loud, please forgive me.)